I forgot my Sweet Pleasures delivery this morning -- plumb forgot I had product to deliver to the store until I was practically there.
So I decided I'd run back home after lunch, pick up the goods, and make my delivery in the afternoon.
Except when I went out to my car after lunch, the right rear tire was flatter than Heidi Montag's chest before the 10 million plastic surgeries.
So I cussed a bit, then asked a co-worker to help me put on the donut so I could limp by for the day. Which he did. But it turned out the donut was squishy, also.
So I drove right over to the mechanics, slowly and carefully. And waited for over an hour while they changed the tire.
Bringing the total amount I've spent on car repairs in 2010 to slightly less than the gross national product of Uzbekistan.
One more car repair in 2010, and I will not be responsible for my actions...